By John Kaufman
Fists and Flags
“America first!” the president cried
and raised his fist
to punch the sky
while someone punched a neo-Nazi
in the head: the fist
is first of many lies,
grip of welcome weaponized.
In my hand I hold
a pen to strike
out the wall-like words
that slam but do not
move the mind. Truth first
is all I’d care to put
upon the open-handed sky
and hold each hand as my salute.
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